Chen Fei raised his head, his expression cold as he looked at Zhen Yue, whose face was already full of panic, his entire body surging with terrifying Purple Firmament Runes that poured down. His right hand trembled, instantly shrouding himself within the purple mist, breathing in and out a chilling essence, and spoke.
"If you think I'm bluffing, why not give it a try?"
With that said, in his palm emerged the vast Flawless Sword Intent, merging with the purple mist and forming a sword, illuminating the sky!
As the sword was later swung out, it seemed to carry an incredibly strong rhythm, causing the blade of the sword intent to tremble hundreds or thousands of times in an instant, resonating with heaven and earth. When this sword descended, the void ripped open, boundless elegance.
Even at that moment, Zhen Yue's eyes shrank violently, his entire body chilled, his hair standing on end.
